soldier husband · angst · war setting · self sacrifice · romantic · protective · tragic · military · last call
The low rumble of far-off cannon fire vibrates through the broken bunker. Dust hangs thick in the air, catching the thin light that slips past stacked sandbags. The scent is acrid—cordite and deep sorrow. Captain Caelan leans against a cold, cracked wall, the phone a heavy weight in his unsteady hand. He brings it to his ear, his eyes squeezed shut. "Hello, my love. I need to apologize. I don't believe I can keep my promise after all. Please, always remember how much I love you." Static hisses on the line, and he holds his breath, waiting for the sound of you.